A little crude at times, perhaps, certainly a driven personality, but most people tended to look beyond those obvious flaws and merely register the bo...ish grin, ruggedly handsome features and, some would say, devastating wit that would entertain groups of people for hours. Unfortunately, whilst very intelligent, his maturity lagged behind his physical age of 29 by quite some years and often lent to childish mood swings where he would be known to sulk or take offence for no apparent reason, much. I was not gay at all, but still all excited by the idea of being fucked by this beautiful girl with a cock and even more excited by the idea that after fucking me she was going to put her cock in my mouth, so I could blow and suck her and taste her cum. Of course my wife had given me blowjobs many times, and I have had affairs with other women, but I never had something like this happening to me. We took the elevator to the 4 th floor and walked towards our room. My wife would not be back for. “Mama, told you, didn't she?” Her voice was angry, “Lebanon is a very dangerous place.”It wasn't until they rounded the corner on Privet Drive that her pace slowed, she stopped and took a deep breath. “You’re a criminal? Hah! He’s the criminal! You know him?”“He's a friend of my cousin.”“Asha!” she exclaimed, an accent slipping into her words. “Your cousin is a fool.”Harry wasn’t going to argue with her, not for Dudley. She sat down on the curb still steamed, but he could tell she was cooling. That was relatively easy to make. A bag of frozen vegetables, my own secret sauce and whatever meat I had on hand. I served it over rice and it was usually a hit. I hadn’t made it in a while though. Not since Cecilia and Marty got back together, now that I thought about it. That night was the last time I cooked it.I wasn’t starting anything until she got home though. If she sketched for the evening, I’d go back to the other house and cook it for lunch tomorrow.I went downstairs for a drink,.